The Martial God with a solemn expression did not dare to hesitate any longer. He immediately mobilized all his true energy, condensed it on the long sword, and grabbed it towards Ye Cheng. The white blade of the sword burst out with bright sword energy.
Ye Cheng smiled calmly, this martial god's skills may be okay, but his realm is too different, and he cannot realize this level of power at all. It is no longer just a competition of skills.
Suddenly, the five fingers spread out and flicked on the blade one after another. After several "ding ding" sounds, strands of spiral finger force drilled along the blade. However, the body did not retreat but moved forward. He opened the long knife with his right hand and hit it directly.
Into the shadow of the knife.
The domineering and extremely penetrating spiral energy did not give the God of War any extra time. He could only point his feet slightly, step back, and swing the long knife in his hand non-stop, forming a continuous sword energy, strangulating forward.
Ye Cheng's body kept fluttering, avoiding the violent sword energy, and said softly: "Brother Martial God, is this the only strength you have?"
The Martial God, who was parrying the attack while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, felt as if he was being pressed down by a huge mountain. He felt quite strenuous. He shouted: "Watcher, don't be arrogant. I will let you see the strength of the people in my Tiance Mansion."
Strength, don’t let you underestimate the world’s masters!”
"Haha, you're right, but it's a pity that you can't replace the world's masters, you are just you!"
Strong finger Qi struck the blade one after another, and pieces of scorching Qi drilled along the blade. At the tip of the Martial God's long sword, a faint red light actually appeared.
The Martial God burst out with a sword light, and his body suddenly flew to a height of two feet. He straightened his long sword and pointed it directly at Ye Cheng. Suddenly, a sonorous and powerful fighting spirit surged rapidly. His whole body was as stable as a mountain.
His momentum is increasing like crazy, and he actually has a very good sword technique.
Ye Cheng stopped and nodded: "This sword is quite impressive. Since you want to compete in sword skills, I will help you!"
As he spoke, the huge scabbard appeared on his back, and he activated his true energy slightly. The scabbard was untied with a "click", and the giant slash shot up, drew an arc and then fell into Ye Cheng's hand, which was also his waist.
With one thrust, he pointed the tip of the knife at the God of War, and the tragic atmosphere of two armies confronting each other quickly filled the air between the two.
The Martial God felt his pupils shrink, and he was secretly shocked. How many people had to be killed to cultivate the bloody aura of the opponent in front of him? It was on par with someone like him who had been performing war missions all year round, and he was even more horrified.
The breaths of the two collided wildly, and a whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the lobby, tearing apart all the objects around. The God of War also felt that his momentum was still at a disadvantage, and he immediately retracted his long knife, and his body hurriedly
He came out, raised the sword, and yelled: "Kill!"
A simple sword, but with a strong fighting spirit. After all, he is a player in the military. His understanding of fighting spirit and murderous intent is much clearer than the average person. If he is against an ordinary master, he is quite capable.
Possibilities capture the mind.
Ye Cheng also took one step forward and landed heavily on the stone slab. The whole restaurant suddenly shook, and Ju Zhan made a simple forward slash with its broad blade.
"bite!"
Fighting with all their strength, the two long knives separated at the touch of each other. The heavy giant slash gained a slight upper hand, and with Ye Cheng's extremely strong arm strength, he knocked away the Martial God with one blow.
Adjusting his position in mid-air, the God of War stepped on the pillar in the lobby, transformed into a rainbow, and charged forward again. The violent sword energy once again intertwined into a web of knives. Each sword was as fast as a sword. The lobby was immediately engulfed by his force.
Covered in pale sword energy.
In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing echoed throughout the restaurant, and the sounds of fighting here could even be heard on the long street outside.
Faced with such a crazy attack, Ye Cheng did not rush to attack, but chose to use defense as offense, quietly killing the Martial God's energy, waiting for the moment when his sword became weak, that is when he died.
At this time, he had to admire the swordsmanship of this god of war. Although it was a little less exquisite, the lethality displayed was extremely high, quite in the style of the military, and every sword was made with all his strength, no matter how hard it was.
Stay behind. Although there are many flaws in this kind of sword technique, it is quite difficult to kill the opponent before he is exhausted.
After hundreds of blows, sweat gradually appeared on Wu Shen's face. The crazy attack did not achieve the gains he expected. On the contrary, the energy consumption in his body was already quite huge. If this continues, if his opponent does not fall, he himself will fall first.
Down.
After thinking about it for a while, the God of War suddenly gave up his current advantage and took a few steps back. With a desperate look in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Watcher, you are asking for this!"
The slender blade danced, and the sword energy shot toward Ye Cheng one after another regardless of consumption. Moreover, the sword energy became stronger and stronger, and it hit Ye Cheng's giant slash, making a sonorous and powerful impact.
Voice.
After nearly thirty blows, the already powerful Martial God finally showed a smile and shouted: "This is shocking!"
Compared with the intensive sword energy just now, this sword is much slower, as hard as an old ox grinding, but the sword energy that explodes is quite terrifying, and the sound of tearing the air penetrates into human ears.
It was as if we were in a battlefield, with thousands of dead souls rushing towards us.
Ye Cheng's heart was shocked. He didn't expect that this god of martial arts could actually have such a powerful hand. He could transform with sound. This sword carried artistic conception and the killing power that he could feel. This sword was his sword technique.
The essence of it is that it finally did not insult its own name.
It's a pity that he wanted to use this to shake Ye Cheng's mind, but it was not enough. He squeezed the seal secretly, and all the phantoms in his eyes suddenly disappeared. All that was left was the tragic and violent sword energy, which swept through with the power of tearing the air.
Come.
"The strongest point is the weakest moment!"
The light in Ye Cheng's eyes skyrocketed, and the giant slash suddenly moved, creating thousands of sword shadows in front of him. The moment the sword energy approached, it suddenly converged, leaving only that one sword.
The heavy sword blade of Ju Zhan hit hard on this tyrannical sword energy. The sword energy that was instantly released was like thousands of arrows, shooting the restaurant full of holes, and some unlucky onlookers
He immediately lost his life.
The strong sword energy gathered together and did not scatter. It was not broken up by the sword, but it was beyond Ye Cheng's expectation. Immediately, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he said angrily: "If it doesn't scatter, then you can use it for me!"
In an instant, a huge suction force emitted from the blade, swallowing up the condensed sword energy. Ye Cheng's face immediately turned red. It was obvious that it was not easy to resist the invasion of this sword energy.
With a flick of his wrist and a heavy stamp of his feet, he flew out and struck the sword towards the panting Martial God.
The God of War, whose whole body had been wet for a long time, felt huge pressure as he looked at the ever-increasing sword in front of him, and could clearly feel the aura coming from the sword. Unfortunately, he had already consumed a lot of energy, so he had no choice but to fight hard.
He swung his long sword, hoping to block the blow.
"bite!"
The horrified Martial God discovered that this sword actually contained his own sword energy. The familiar feeling could not fool him. This blow was equivalent to him fighting two people. There was no way he could be invincible.
The majestic sword energy swarmed in along the blade. The God of War could no longer control his body and flew backwards under this huge force. A mouthful of blood spurted out in the air and hit the pillar in the lobby.
Ye Cheng vented the anger in the blade, and felt that his breath became much smoother. He returned the sword to its sheath, looked at the Martial God who had no resistance at all with indifferent eyes, and said softly: "All of this is your own fault."
You are looking for me. You will naturally know if I have betrayed you, but it is a pity that it is difficult to recover after overturning the water!"
The God of War was shocked to feel something appearing in his body. He immediately looked at the records, his face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Watcher, you can only kill people with a nod of your head. Do you have to do it so cruelly?"
Ye Cheng sneered and said: "If I are caught by the government, I will probably be in prison for at least one or two years. What's the difference between this and being abolished? You asked for all this!"
A wisp of finger wind was sent into the chest and heart of the Martial God, and the master with the strength of this overlord lost his life. Amidst the sighs of the spectators around him, the Martial God was resurrected on the spot.
Ye Cheng stood quietly, and before Martial God could speak, another finger wind was sent into his eyebrows, and he died again and again, until finally Martial God never appeared in the restaurant again, and the equipment on the ground was scattered all over the floor.
, Ye Cheng then turned and left, leaving the Tiance Mansion players with frightened expressions.
The noisy world was once again stirred up. Following the aftermath of the Demon Lord Beyond the Great Wall, the fall of the God of War, the top player among the players in Tiance Mansion, seemed to be telling the ups and downs of the world. The power of one side was publicly criticized over and over again.
After cleaning it again and again, I finally returned to Novice Village.
The name of the Watcher once again shocked the world, seeming to remind everyone that no matter how many changes there were in the world, how many masters fell, and how many masters rose up, it would not have the slightest impact on him.
Originally, Ye Cheng was planning to go to Chang'an to see if there was any chance of killing Shuimu. After all, it was a matter of loyalty entrusted by others. Unfortunately, a letter from Long Xingyun forced him to change his plan and he had to change his route immediately.
Go east and hurry back to Jiangnan.
Now that the severe winter has passed, Jiangnan in April is no longer as delicate as it once was with ice and snow. Orioles are flying and grass is growing, and the frozen rivers are flowing again. Leisure players in Jiangnan are always so comfortable, and there are many talented people and beauties along the way.
Holding a small umbrella and driving a carriage along the river is much more comfortable and leisurely than other places.
Thinking of that woman who was as gentle and graceful as the March sunshine, Ye Cheng felt a slight ripple in his heart. She was burdened with the burden of tens of thousands of people, so that the resolute-looking woman could never really show her face and be happy.
"Perhaps I should stay in Jiangnan, so that she can at least have something to rely on!"
The spring rain in April in the south of the Yangtze River is like crisp, but the thin drizzle contains a trace of blood. The rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes after all. No matter how comfortable and leisurely the place is, they cannot avoid the fighting in the rivers and lakes. Disputes in the rivers and lakes will never change.
